Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

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"I don't have a home."

Liu Zheng said calmly.

Whether in reality or in the metropolis, he had no place he could call "home," neither emotionally nor physically.

".sorry."

The nightingale paused for a moment, then spoke with unusual seriousness.

"It's okay, you don't have a home now anyway, so we're even."

Liu Zheng said with a grin.

Sometimes you're more annoying than my brothers and sisters.

"I said through gritted teeth," Nightingale said.

"This is probably what they call 'the deeper the love, the more intense the hatred.' Come out for a bit, I'll wait for you at the intersection."

"Why don't you just come in? Are you afraid I'll team up with the other two and beat you up?"

"I'm annoyed," Nightingale said.

"I'm not worried about you guys beating me up, I'm mainly afraid of getting electrocuted by the witch. I finally got a day off, and I have a ton of things to do, I don't have time to help her play board games."

He said.

Although there are rewards for success, that witch has a terrible temper and likes to cut corners; she's not a good boss.

Well, it's not really that bad. Every time I shock him, it just looks scary, but there's no actual damage.

But Liu Zheng is now a big shot on the streets of the metropolis, and it would be embarrassing for him to keep getting electrocuted into a crispy roasted whole lamb.

"alright."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zheng quickly arrived at the intersection one kilometer away from the board game arcade.

He refused to believe that the Scarlet Witch could still strike him from such a distance this time.

Then Liu Zheng will go to the city hall to report it!

Fortunately, no lightning struck down from the sky until the nightingale appeared before him.

"Why did you call me out?"

The nightingale leaned forward, her hands braced against the car door, her beauty almost palpable.

"Please take this bottle of wine to Emily."

Liu Zheng took out the Vlad III limited edition.

"Wow~"

The nightingale gasped.

Even in her family's wine cellar, there aren't many wines of this caliber. After all, once something reaches a certain quality, many things become priceless and unavailable.

"What about me and the Ama?"

The nightingale stretched out its delicate white hands.

"Give."

He then took out a bottle of silver label red wine and a bottle of silver label fruit wine.

Since the purchasing opportunity was rare, he certainly wouldn't just buy for the plane trees; he also bought some extra alcoholic beverages as a backup.

"You give the stinky bats the premium drink, but we get the silver label? Your favoritism is too obvious!"

The nightingale said with dissatisfaction.

"This is for her to recover her strength, not for her to drink for fun. If drinking makes you stronger, I'll buy you some next time too."

Liu Zheng said confidently.

"Hmph. In short, you're biased."

It's rare for a nightingale to act like a young girl.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. Please forgive me this time, Lady Nightingale?"

he said helplessly.

"So when are you going to help me get rid of my brothers and sisters, and accompany the female diver to the garbage dump to find her mother?"

Nightingale seized the opportunity to ask.

"I'll take care of your business once I get back from the Ten Thousand Mountains. The garbage treatment plant will have to wait a bit longer."

Liu Zheng hesitated.

The oxen and horses were seriously injured while delivering takeout, and the white-feathered chicken even exploded once while trying to treat its wounds, which shows how sinister the garbage disposal plant is.

With his current strength, going there would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

We should at least withdraw the warrant for Killer Sauce's arrest first, and it would be safer to go with her.

"You still have some conscience."

Nightingale poked him in the face with her index finger.

"You didn't wash your hands after using the toilet, did you?"

Liu Zheng smelled a pungent odor and exclaimed in shock.

"You're the one who doesn't wash your hands after going to the toilet. I was helping the female divers mix paint for their props, and I came out without washing my hands after receiving your call, and you're still complaining about me."

The nightingale seemed about to weep.

"No, I mean, that's great! I love the original flavor, let me lick it!"

He looked anxious and grabbed Nightingale's finger, about to swallow it.

"Ah~"

Nightingale immediately withdrew her finger, looking at him with disgust.

"Humph."

Liu Zheng smiled smugly.

How could someone who had been teased by the nightingale every day and engaged in lesbian love with the sea woman every day possibly withstand his perverted offensive?

"I'm too lazy to play with you anymore, I'm leaving."

Nightingale pinched his face hard, then turned away gracefully.

"This guy."

Liu Zheng shook his head and drove towards the cemetery.

After passing through the archway, the tomb keeper quickly arrived before him on a skinny horse.

"Here is the light liquor you requested."

Liu Zheng took out the Guangjiu (a type of liquor) and handed it to the tomb keeper.

"This is for you, Brother Ma."

He then took out three more bottles of wine and put them into the skinny horse's satchel.

"唏伦~"

The skinny horse rubbed its head against his face to show affection.

"good."

The gravedigger pulled out the cork, smelled it, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Take it."

He took a bullet out of his pocket and handed it to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng took the bullet, and the item description immediately popped up.

Name: The Misfired Bullet

Type: Miscellaneous Items

Quality: Average

Effect: None

"Note: An ordinary bullet, only tainted with the aura of the gravedigger."

Can it be taken out of the instance: No

"Your Mightiness."

He looked up as if to say something, but found that the gravedigger had already ridden away on horseback.

However, a charred hoofprint remained where the skinny horse had originally stood.

"What does it mean?"

Liu Zheng looked at the hoofprints and pondered for a moment before tentatively stepping on them.

"hiss!"

The moment his hoof touched the ground, the intense stinging pain made him cry out.

Liu Zheng lifted the hoof and looked at it; the hoof surface was almost charred.

He used a rusty knife to knock off the carbonized layer, exposing bright red flesh with a faint ring of flame-shaped patterns on it.

"Thank you, Brother Ma."

Even though the skinny horse might not be able to hear him, he still sincerely thanked him.

Taking out his serrated butcher knife as a crutch, Liu Zheng limped toward the red pig's grave.

Perhaps it was because of that dud bullet tainted with the gravedigger's aura that they remained safe and sound throughout the journey.

When he arrived at Red Pig's tombstone, he took the serrated butcher knife and banged it hard on the tombstone.

"Come out now, or I'll pee on your picture!"

Liu Zheng shouted.

"How do cattle and horses teach you manners? Is this how they recruit followers?"

The enormous figure of the red pig emerged from the graveyard. Although it seemed to be in a relatively normal state of mind, black smoke was still billowing from its body, even more than before.

"If you don't know what manners are, I can take you to the cemetery and teach you slowly."

Seeing that Liu Zheng hadn't even prepared a tomb-sweeping package this time, its dark blue spirit began to show signs of turning black.

"I advise you to be polite to me, otherwise~"

Liu Zheng dragged out his words.

"How about otherwise?"

Red Pig sneered.

It suspected that the kid had finally been driven crazy by work, since he had been quite talkative the previous times he came.

"Otherwise, I'll take your wife away."

Liu Zheng laughed.

"!!!"

The red pig's eyes widened, and the spirit flickered as if there was a malfunction, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

"What did you say? You found Chihaya?"